[ This is a Dragon Ball Z oneshot that I wrote. It takes place just after the Cell Games. My first time posting a story on here, so if you have any suggestions I would greatly appreciate it! I’m still learning! ]
The house lay in silence as all it in habitants had gone to bed. Gohan had stop sniffing a while ago, yet Chi-Chi was still wide awake. How could this have happened? He mind understood Goku’s noble sacrifice, that is was done for the good of the Earth and for them, yet in her heart she was angry.
There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you
There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up
There's a cold and darker side of the moonlight
And there's a lonely side of love
She knew before Gohan had opened the door from coming home from the Cell ‘Games’ that Goku was not going to join him. She felt that moment when the explosion had taken his life. Her heart constricted and stopped. It had open happened once before, when Piccolo had shot Goku and Radditz, once again for the good of the planet. Chi-chi didn’t care about the planet, let everybody die for all she cared, all she wanted was to be at her husband’s side.
With you here
Baby I am strong
No sign of weakness
With you gone
Baby I am hanging by a thread
She wanted to curse at the fates that kept taking him away from her! Were they not meant to be a happy loving family? Did he not even want that since he made the decision to stay in the other world? Had she done something to make him want to leave? She didn’t want to believe his excuse that it was to keep the planet safe. Didn’t he understand how much she needed him here to help her raise Gohan? That she wanted to bare more of his children? The life she had pictured of them growing old together was gone with one explosion.
There's a certain kind of pain that can numb you
There's a type of freedom that can tie you down
Sometimes the unexplained can define you
And sometimes the silence is the only sound
The silence shattered as she began to wail into his pillow, still carrying the scent of him where his head had rested the night before. She already knew what her family and friends would tell her. That she would need to move on. Oh they wouldn’t say that for at least a year of mourning, but after that they would want her to try and move on. Yet she knew that she would not be able to. She was more than just a wife. She was a Saiyins mate. There would never be another person for her. Goku was the only love that she had ever known and just thinking of people wanting to her try to make her move on made her heart fill with pain. The only people that would understand would be Bulma and Vegeta.
She had given her whole being to him, mind body and soul and this death felt more like desertion. He knew that morning he wouldn’t come back. Even as he made love to her and held her in his arms in this very bed, he knew. She asked him to promise as she drifted off to sleep in his arms, but all she heard was a deafening silence that filled her with so much sorrow she knew that he felt it in his own heart, or maybe it was the sorrow of both of them combining and filling the other. It was all she could do to keep from crying.
With you here
Baby I am strong
No sign of weakness
With you gone
Baby I am hanging by a thread
She knew that she had to live, for her son’s sake. Gohan had already lost one parent and he blamed himself. He would feel even more guilt if she took her own life just to join her husband. No she would live. Day by day, no that was too long. Minute by minute… so even a minute seemed like an eternity without him. Second by second would just have to do. Goku had always been her strength and now it was gone. Now all she had were her weaknesses and maybe she would find something else to give her some strength back until then… she would live second by second and raise their son.
With you here
Baby I am strong
No sign of weakness
With you gone
Baby I am hanging by a thread